Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Two days later, the heavens were uncooperative; ten thousand silvery threads of rain streamed down from the skies, and droplets from the eaves formed beautiful beaded curtains.

Qin Wudao sat alone, waiting in the pavilion of the Imperial Physician's Office.

Today was the day Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao, and Zhang Zhongjing would attempt to break the Heavenly Dao's curse.

Inside the room, Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang lay on their beds while Sun Simiao and Zhang Zhongjing examined them. Hua Tuo was on the side preparing medicine. Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was slightly oppressive.

Guo Jia, ever the optimist who had long since accepted the concepts of life and death, said with a smile, showing no hint of nervousness, "I say, esteemed Imperial Physicians, don't be so silent! You're making Lord Yuan and me a bit nervous. It's rather unsettling!"

Even now, he did not believe that Hua Tuo and his colleagues could break the Heavenly Dao's curse. He hadn't wanted to come initially but was forcibly brought here by Qin Wudao and could not decline.

"What is there to be nervous about? Alas, I failed to foresee the future of the Qin Dynasty, nor do I know who will uphold the mantle of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau after my death," Yuan Tiangang spoke weakly, his words tinged with deep regret.

Death itself was not frightening! Everyone must die eventually; whether that death is lighter than a feather or heavier than a mountain. He wasn't afraid of death. His only regret was for the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty; this beautiful land was vast, and he lamented not knowing what future storms it would face.

"Rest assured, gentlemen, I will not let you die before we break the Heavenly Dao's curse!" Hua Tuo declared cheerfully while boiling the medicinal decoction.

Sun Simiao and Zhang Zhongjing nodded decisively, their eyes shimmering with determination as they looked at Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang.

"Th-three Imperial Physicians, may I withdraw now?" Being stared at made Yuan Tiangang feel quite on edge. He felt like a guinea pig, with no sense of security.

"What do you think? His Majesty is still waiting outside!" Sun Simiao responded with a teasing shake of his head and, without another word, began to undress Yuan Tiangang.

"Imperial Physician Sun, what are you doing?"

"Propriety must be observed between men and women—no, even between men! I am a Taoist, you can't just…"

"Wait, you're seriously undressing me?!"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes widened in fright as he squawked, his hands protecting his clothing, looking as if he would rather die than submit.

But, gravely injured, he was no match for Sun Simiao. His hands were easily pushed aside, followed by the sound of fabric tearing.

Guo Jia, watching from the side, felt his eyelids twitch. Seeing Zhang Zhongjing approach, he asked tremulously, "Imperial Physician Zhang, wh-why do we need to undress?"

"Chancellor Guo, the Heavenly Dao Curse originated from Heaven and Earth. During the process of breaking the curse, physical contact with Heaven and Earth is necessary!" Zhang Zhongjing explained briefly, then asked with a smile, "Will you undress yourself, or shall I assist you?"

Upon hearing that he also needed to be naked, Guo Jia's face turned pale.

"Chancellor Guo, we're all men here; there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Look, Lord Yuan has already finished undressing!" Zhang Zhongjing urged.

Guo Jia turned to glance at Yuan Tiangang, took a deep breath, and then started to undress himself, all the while silently chanting to himself: It's alright. Just pretend I'm at the bathhouse.

Under this self-hypnosis, Guo Jia finished undressing and lay on the bed with his eyes closed, in no mood to speak. The expressions of Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao, and Zhang Zhongjing also grew solemn. Despite their earlier banter, they were actually under immense psychological pressure.

This was the Heavenly Dao's curse, after all!

No one had been able to break it for countless years!

"The Powder for Anesthesia is ready! We can induce anesthesia now!" Hua Tuo poured the freshly prepared decoction into two bowls, giving off a bitter medicinal scent.

The Powder for Anesthesia, Hua Tuo's unique creation, could induce full-body anesthesia upon ingestion, allowing a person to be cut open without feeling any pain.

This was the essential first step in breaking the Heavenly Dao's curse!

"Gentlemen, please drink the medicine."

Sun Simiao and Zhang Zhongjing fed the Powder for Anesthesia to Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang. Instantly, both men lost all physical sensation, yet, strangely, they remained conscious.

Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang were secretly astonished. They hadn't imagined that a single bowl of medicinal soup could make a Great Emperor Realm Martial Artist lose all sensation. It was truly magical.

"Prepare for acupuncture!"

Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao exchanged a look, then took out silver needles from their medical kits—at least a thousand in total.

Zhang Zhongjing waved his hand, and a cluster of green flame appeared in his palm, emanating contradictory auras of destruction and vitality.

Hua Tuo said gravely, "The Heavenly Dao Curse is a combination of acupoint and soul curses. Normally, the human body has 720 acupoints, 108 of which are vital. The Heavenly Dao Curse transforms the remaining acupoints into death acupoints! What we must do is reactivate these death acupoints and then expel the Heavenly Dao Curse from the soul. And the silver needles are key to treating the acupoints!"

He then enveloped the silver needles with Spiritual Energy, placed them into the green flame, and heated them until they turned fiery red.

Guo Jia's and Yuan Tiangang's bodies automatically floated into mid-air. Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao, their expressions stern and their demeanors suddenly changed, gripped the silver needles and swiftly inserted them into the acupoints.

In the blink of an eye, Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang were covered in silver needles!

Countless illusory hand seals flashed. In less than three breaths, Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao had inserted needles into all 720 acupoints.

"Go!" they shouted simultaneously, releasing two green beams of light that infused the silver needles. The needles burst forth with a radiant light, generating a scorching heat that began to expel the power of the Heavenly Dao from the acupoints.

The temperature in the room skyrocketed, as if it had become a blazing furnace. And this was merely the residual heat from the needles.

One can only imagine how high the temperature Guo Jia and Yuan Tiangang's bodies were enduring was. This was also why the Powder for Anesthesia was necessary.

Without anesthesia, even a Mixed Origin Great Emperor realm Martial Artist—possessing the strongest power in the mortal realm—could not possibly endure the acupuncture.

Large amounts of black gas emanated from the silver needles, corroding the surrounding Void.

"Who dares defy the Heavens?" A majestic, supreme voice emerged from the black gas, carrying a terrifying pressure that made people subconsciously want to kneel.

The entire sky over the Imperial Capital darkened! In the unseen realm, an eye was watching the Imperial Physician's Office, filled with boundless fury. Heavenly thunder and earthly fire surged, massing in the sky, yet for a long time, they failed to descend.

"The Eye of the Heavenly Dao, huh?" Qin Wudao lifted his gaze to the sky, unperturbed.

"The Heavenly Dao has manifested! Bow and pay your respects!"

"Omnipotent Heavenly Dao, please bless my family with peace and safety, and bless me with an early breakthrough in my cultivation!"

"Heavenly Dao above us, accept my obeisance!"

In the Imperial Capital, countless people prostrated themselves, including many officials of the Qin Dynasty. In the world of Martial Artists, the authority of the Heavenly Dao superseded everything; no one dared to defy it.

Those who defied the Will of Heaven were "heaven-defiers" and would be struck by heavenly lightning.

However, Zhuge Liang, Xiao He, Zhao Yun, and others did not kneel. They merely watched the Heavenly Dao, without a shred of reverence.

Around the Imperial Physician's Office, the secretly stationed guards looked conflicted. They also wished to kneel to the Heavenly Dao, but seeing Qin Wudao standing, they too remained standing.

"The reverence for the Heavenly Dao has deeply permeated people's hearts, huh?" Qin Wudao released a sliver of his divine sense, clearly perceiving the situation of the Imperial Capital's citizens, and frowned slightly.

He had a very peculiar feeling about the Heavenly Dao, but he was certain he harbored little goodwill towards it!